Nice people thread part 5 - nicely does it

lostinrates

PasturesNew wrote: »

I've never done that - I'd buy new ones.

But then I've only ever used a dry cleaner once, about 30 years ago - and the buttons on my best/new/white jacket melted so I've never gone to another one since.

Years ago there used to be machines in launderettes - I used those a few times over the years, probably 2-3x.... but they don't have them any more.

I used to take horse rugs to the laundrette. At uni we used to get told off...rightly, if they found us washing horse stuff in the machines, but then the state of our clothes was as bad....


These aren't duvets, but rather quilts whioch you do not put in covers, so they need a wash after a winter of cat feet on them, and just being used. Infact i thoink one of them might have a stain on it :A

I try to use drycleaners as little as possible. Where dh is now its back to suits, which imo is better for wear and tear and clothes expense generally, but will involve more dry cleaner trips.

silvercar

PasturesNew wrote: »

Years ago there used to be machines in launderettes - I used those a few times over the years, probably 2-3x.... but they don't have them any more.

They still do here. They even offer a duvet drop off service.

PasturesNew

silvercar wrote: »

They still do here. They even offer a duvet drop off service.

I mean self-service ones.... no staff, you walk in, open the door, shove your stuff/money in, sit and wait until it's done.... then remove them and try not to gas yourself on the leftover fumes ... you're supposed to hang the clothes for 30 minutes really, but with a duvet and a car outside .... well, it was windows open time.

silvercar

PasturesNew wrote: »

I mean self-service ones.... no staff, you walk in, open the door, shove your stuff/money in, sit and wait until it's done.... then remove them and try not to gas yourself on the leftover fumes ... you're supposed to hang the clothes for 30 minutes really, but with a duvet and a car outside .... well, it was windows open time.

You can do self service here, but they also offer a service where the lady will do it for you and you just collect. I think its £8 for a double duvet washed and dried.

PasturesNew

silvercar wrote: »

You can do self service here, but they also offer a service where the lady will do it for you and you just collect. I think its £8 for a double duvet washed and dried.

Tesco Value ones are £7.78 at the moment... I'd buy new. But maybe there's some posh ones I've no idea about.

Generally I don't need a quilt - even in mid winter I just need a sleeping bag over me. I have a high core temperature even when there's no/little heating on.

zagubov

Generali wrote: »

It's a great urban myth but sadly is just that. Would you want broken leads, graphite dust and pencil sharpenings floating around your multi-billion Rouble space vehicle? Glad that the myth solved your problem though.

You're quite right., although it's not as big a myth as the widely accepted "the moon landings were faked" one, that keeps croppijng up.

I was going to suggest that the American writing devices were called Portable Erasable Nib Cryptic Intercommunication Language Styluses, but I don't think I'd get away with that.....;)

zagubov

And I suppose Viva you've already seen the latest high-tech information-storage device that will revolutionise libraries :j:D

vivatifosi

zagubov wrote: »

And I suppose Viva you've already seen the latest high-tech information-storage device that will revolutionise libraries :j:D

Brilliant.

I have to tell you something that happened a few years back. We'd moved the shelves around in the library but had yet to move the titles at the top of the shelves around denoting section as we were mid move. We looked over to the section and there was a man holding a book to his ear. Confused, my colleague asked if we could help. "How do these talking books work?" he asked, holding a perfectly ordinary book. Poor soul was a tad embarrassed when we told him that the talking books were the CDs in the boxes on the next shelf bay. I love working with the public. You go in and never know what you are going to get in a day. We also moved the shelving flags pretty quickly after that before anyone else got caught out.

vivatifosi

zagubov wrote: »

You're quite right., although it's not as big a myth as the widely accepted "the moon landings were faked" one, that keeps croppijng up.

That is a source of constant annoyance to me. I can remember watching the moon landing on TV at school - being in Australia it was the middle of the day not the middle of the night - and it was a big deal. There was that brilliant documentary on C4 a couple of years back that debunked all the myths. I think my favourite one was that there was a Cold War on at the time and the Soviet Union would, which was tracking every inch of the mission, would have shouted from the rooftops if they were faked.

Still, China plans to go back there. As they said at NASA when I visited recently: "and the Chinese can finally get some souvenirs with Made in America stamped on them".

At Cape Canaveral, you can take a specialist tour to the site where the Apollo 1 astronauts lost their lives. I defy anyone to stand at that spot where Gus Grissom - who was due to be the first man on the moon - died alongside his brave colleagues, and say that it is all fake. It is such a poignant place and so very sad.

SingleSue

One of my grandfathers died a year before I was born, the other when I was under one.

My nans lasted longer, my maternal nan died when I was 23 at the age of nearly 91 (blasted Whipps Cross hospital missed a needle in her foot!) and the other when I was 32 at age 86 ish, so James had 2 great grandparents when he was born, albeit only for a couple of months.

They were both so different, one was quite staid and severe (or so we thought as youngsters growing up) but once through that strict exterior, she loved to let her hair down and have fun. The what we thought of as being stern was actually her very dry and rather warped sense of humour, we thought she was being serious, she was actually teasing.

I didn't actually get along with her so well until I reached adult hood and could understand her sense of fun, although she did teach me to knit when I was younger, the only one able to do so as she was also left handed. Unfortunately, my last memory of her is not so wonderful, as one of the level headed and quite unemotional ones in a crisis, on our last visit to see her before she died, I had to help toilet her and get her into bed....she was so frail and ill.

My maternal nan on the other hand was a complete party girl. She had been told when she was around 14 that she had a heart condition and would not reach her 20's, so she went out of her way to enjoy life to the fullest....for the next 70 odd years. She was very outspoken about sex, loved to have parties and loved going to Spain...she is the only 85 year old I know who got so drunk that she sat in the middle of the road directing traffic whilst in Spain.

At my wedding, and bearing in mind she was 87 at the time, she out can canned all the youngsters, she heckled my dad during his speeches and was admired by all my friends...at age 90, she attended her first Ann Summers party, shocking my friends who were rather expecting a dear little old lady so had kept their language to a minimum, by saying the F word rather loudly and frequently because she was shocked they were so quiet and respectful.

She was a typical East End girl, who still lived in the council house which was bombed during WW2, she had no airs and graces...I still miss her to this day.

My paternal nan was a different kettle of fish, she lived in an owned property, spoke very poshly and had a very decent education...goodness knows how my parents managed to get together and make it work, dad was from a middle class family and mum from a working class one!

I have the best of both of them to be honest, I am very like my paternal nan in my character, so many nieces and nephews have said I am very severe and strict but I also have the fun part from both nans....although I could never say the F word in public!

Have my procedure today and I am absolutely dreading it now, all the prep has been done, nothing eaten as instructed since yesterday lunch time (my thing is not until after 4 this afternoon!), childcare arrangements in place but I will have to drive myself there and hope they don't give me a sedative, or keep me in so I can drive back home again afterwards.